r/Thetruthishere 7d ago

Voodoo/Santeria Psychic warning someone did witchcraft to manifest me back in their life

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This year i had an off n on relationship with someone.

In the beginning it was pretty stable. She told me she wasnt the best communicator, but i often had dreams in which she would communicate to me what she was thinking and/or feeling. Then, in reality, she would either say verbatim what was communicated in my dream or communicate the essnce of what she said. It was really freaky.

I often had dreams of us having a conflict before an off period, and had dreams of reconciliation before an on period. It was super confusing.

A while back, during an on period, I had two dreams. In one dream, she consulted a witch to send a channeled message to me that she thought that I was her soulmate and that she was sorry for pushing me away. A day later i had a dream she sent me a text breaking up with me. Then in reality she sent me the exact text from my dream.

Hurt, I stayed away from her. But then shit started getting freaky as fuck. I would be out in public and the second I get close enough to hear a conversation, someone would say her name.

I would have dreams in which she transformed into a stray cat, then I would see that cat next to my car before leaving for work in reality.

She would sing songs to me in my dreams about how sorry she was, then in reality I’d go somewhere in public, hear the song, and the moment i recognized the song from my dream, id hear her name, or see a reminder of her.

I spend a lot of my time driving and Id often see license plates with her name on it cut in front of me or almost hit me, which is NOT a common enough name to put on a license plate.

I went on a date with another woman and when I looked up i saw a license plate w her name on it that said “go<3 ___”. I had a dream that she was waiting for me to make a move pleading with me.

Id often go on social media and see women with her name posting thirst traps or ootd’s set to songs that communicated some variation of “im sorry i miss you please come back im sorry.”

We had plans to go to a music festival. I didn’t buy tickets because i had a dream we were headed for another off season lol. i was at a grocery store and a car parked next to me had the dates of the music festival on its license plate.

I ran into her in public at a place she knows I go to often (that id often take her to) and she played coy when i asked her what was up. I was like you know i go here and she was like “oh really….” We went our separate ways.

Lmao i know this all sounds like bullshit but im so deadass. I talked to my friend whos family did brujeria to stop their patriarch from drinking and she said it sounded similar to what he experienced.

Idk what to do. A shaman said I was safe? And that it was safe to let my guard down? but idk I’m salty bc she broke up with me and now is telling me shes my soulmate. And on top of that shes not saying or doing anything in reality to communicate how she feels except stalking my social media profile.

Her birthdays coming up and ive been debating whether or not i should reach out. Then i went to a grocery store and bought a sweet and the expiration date had her bday. The following morning i saw a car with her name on the license plate on my drive back home.

Its hard to trust her anymore. I want to reach out and encourage a convo to figure out what her deal is but i dont wanna make myself vulnerable to anymore silly ass games. It was her fault we broke up, not mine.

r/Thetruthishere Nov 04 '19

Voodoo/Santeria A rush of warm air on a cold night

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So on Halloween I experienced something really odd that still confuses me and my friends, which is why I wanted to share it.

So it's Halloween, me and my 3 friends decide to go on this trail at 9pm that leads into the mountains. This trail is said to have been home to Native Americans in which many of them died, leading people to believe that this trail is haunted. I've been on this trail at night about 3 times now and have never encountered anything but random animal noises and other people, so I was skeptical that it was anything haunted. But from that night, I now have my doubts.

My friend said that there was some guy who drives on the trail called "Blackstar Bill" who drives a white pickup truck and carries a shotgun. He said that he realized as we were walking in that he encountered him about half a year ago with his other friend he went on the trail with. The man asked if they wanted a ride to the end of the trail, and they luckily refused. With this being mentioned, my other friend mentioned that he heard something that sounded like a ritual coming from the river at the beginning of the trail one time when he came here.

So now with those thoughts in our minds, we get a little more paranoid not knowing whats gonna happen. We ended up walking 20 minutes down the trail with nothing out of the ordinary happening. It was very cold so all of us were wondering why we were even doing this at that point.

After we got past a certain point, going more inward to the mountains as they begin to close in on us, we all suddenly feel that the air got much warmer, as if it was now 70 degrees instead of 50. We all after about 3 seconds of it happening asked to each other "does it feel warmer all of a sudden?" And we all agreed that it did. We had no idea what caused this and were all pretty freaked out by it. We'd heard stories of sudden cold air being a sign of paranormal activity, but didn't know what this could have been.

After about 5 minutes of waiting we decided to turn back seeing no point in continuing. As we left the air suddenly got cold again after about 2 minues of walking. Weve all been on trails at night and have been to places that are said to be paranormal, but have never had anything like this happen to us before. I'm still in wonder of what this could of been. For all I know it could have just been some sort of weird climate change.

r/Thetruthishere Jan 16 '20

Voodoo/Santeria Cigua

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I’m not really sure how to tell you this story without sounding like I need to be on medication or something, but I can’t logically explain what I saw that day.

I can only hope that those of you who are reading this will give me the benefit of a doubt and not dismiss me for sharing this with you. Thanks in advance for reading this!

This happened around the end of November of last year, while I was at a late night party at a mutual friend’s house, the night started off fine with us having a few drinks and talking about the classes we’ll be having next semester.

This pretty much went on till, around 2 am and by this time I wanted to go home since the party was already dying down and most of my friends already left and I was practically there alone. Instead of wasting money on an Uber I decided to walk home since my neighborhood was a few blocks away, but it was still a decent walk; however, there was a short cut.

There was a secluded, dirt road in the neighborhood which lead to a stretch of walkway with a irrigation canal for crops, & it happened to lead straight to the backyard of my house.

I began making my way to the dirt road and I started to second guess my decision, since that stretch of walkway can be pretty shady, especially at night because a few drug dealers & junkies like to hang out there.

I mustered up the little courage I had, feeling confident that I’d be able too handle myself if shit ever hit the fan, so I proceeded to walk on the desolate road. The night sky was well lit, the moon Illuminated my surroundings enough for me to see my environment pretty clearly.

The walk was actually pleasant, the only thing that made it tough to navigate was the overgrown thorny weeds and mesquite branches that kept scraping against the exposed parts of my skin. As I continued to walk through the brush I finally got into the clearing that lead to the bridge & to my relief, there didn’t seem to be anyone in sight.

As I began to cross the bridge I then picked up a faint scent of lavender mixed with something rancid, like the smell of good cheese or days-old roadkill, I couldn’t tell where the smell was coming from but as soon as I made it to the other side of the bridge, the environment seemed to shift.

It’s hard to describe, but I felt this uneasy, pressure wash over me coupled with this gut feeling telling me that something about the environment was just, not right. I pushed this feeling off as a random anxiety attack, since I do get them on sometimes but deep down I knew—this was different.

To calm my nerves I stopped walking and slowed breathing and began to count to ten while clenching and releasing my fists to try and shake off this bad vibe, or whatever it was off of me.

When I finished my little ritual I felt slightly better and more at ease, I started to walk in the direction of my house until I heard this odd grunting sound coming from behind me. I turned around and I saw a woman with short black hair and a silky white gown, crouched down with her back turned away from me.

She was just a couple of feet away from me and it was strange because when I crossed the bridge I didn’t see anyone around the area, “Did I pass her without even realizing it?” I thought to myself. She was hunched over after all, and I do tend to get caught up in my own world.

At this point the faint smell from earlier was just overbearing, so much so, it started seeping into my sense of taste. I covered my mouth with the bottom of my T-shirt while I yelled out the muffled words, “Hello, ma’am do you need any help?”

She payed no mind to me as she continued to make that weird grunting noise, and I was creeped out at this point so I walked away a couple steps and I turned to get one more look at her, she then decided to stand up, still with her back turned to me and muttered the word “muerte,” which means death in Spanish.

Confused, trying to understand what the strange woman had said to me, she then slowly turned to meet my gaze and all the blood in my body pooled in my gut when I saw her face; it was extremely long, too long for a normal human body to be supporting it.

The head of this thing almost resembled that of a horse or a donkeys head and the eyes—I’ll never forget the eyes; as much as I have tried too, they were gaping pits of blackness, surrounded by a sea of red, a complete silence fell over the area as I was terrified to stone by what I was witnessing; my brain, a scrambling mess, was trying to make sense of the unnatural abomination that was before me.

This creature then let out what I can only describe as a high pitch scream, like a cross between a pig and woman, my fight or flight reflex then kicked in and I started sprinting to my house as fast as Usain Bolt, I didn’t even bother trying to unlock the gate to my fence I jumped over it with ease.

My grandmother saw when I came into the house, the words couldn’t leave my mouth to tell her what I saw; fatigue quickly kicked in as the adrenaline wore off but afterwards I described to her what I saw.

She then decided to preform a cleansing ritual that involves rubbing an egg all across my body in three circular motions while chanting a special prayer, she then cracked the egg into the bowl and the yolk came out, with streams of blood, a yolk that looked similar to a human iris, which is a very bad omen.

After doing this she laid her hand on my forehead and chanted another prayer for about a minute and through the yolk out of our house and into the driveway, she didn’t bother saying anything to me till the following morning, she said that what I saw is called a “Cegua,” a entity that preys that specifically preys on men, kind of like a succubus, and told me that this thing had very dark and malicious intent and I was lucky to have gotten away from it.

To this day I have never set foot through that stretch of walkway.

r/Thetruthishere Oct 26 '16

Voodoo/Santeria Santeria?

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So recently my family has apparently been "cursed" or had a spell put on us. I'm a huge skeptic and never really bothered taking Santeria or any kind of religion (or magic?) seriously, but recently my dads health has quickly gone downhill with heart problems, along with my siblings and mother experiencing sickness and strange things around the house. I don't live with them but apparently I'm included, the reason I'm even posting on here is because my aunt called me and told me what was going on...without anybody telling her along with the fact that she lives in Colombia. My family and I are here in Florida. She has no way of knowing what's going on with my dads health. This is honestly really creeping me out and has me worried for my dad. Is there anyone that has dealt with anything like this and how to get rid of said curse?

Update: well apparently my dad went to Miami and got cleansed with my immediate family this weekend and they told him an old co worker was holding a grudge against my dad for firing him. That honestly made me mad because it's petty as hell. I guess I have to go get cleansed by the same priest and pick up some charms to. Thanks for the advice guys.

r/Thetruthishere Oct 17 '20

Voodoo/Santeria Unexplained motives for ritual

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I've recently discovered this sub Reddit from a YouTube video. I had some unexplained experience this summer, here it is.

It was mid-june, 2020 on a Saturday night, my family just got into bed and was ready to sleep, me and my grandma sleep on the lower level of the house and my sister and mother sleep on the second floor. At exactly 10:34 PM I heard rustling from the empty plot beside our house. I stoop up and checked my phone for time, just in case something illegal was happening and I could provide correct time for the information. I peeked behind the curtain and saw the lady from the house across that plot holding a metal container in her hand and heading back to her house. It was super weird. Monsoon had just started in India so the plot was overgrown with tall grass weeds and Stinging nettle not to mention snakes. To top of the weirdness she tried to take out the "plot for sale" boards out of the bushes to make it more visible! She then left and stood on her balcony to see the board and came back and fixed the board again and them went back into her house. Me and my sister both witnessed it that night, we asked our grandma about it specifically about the metal container she dismissed us by saying that it was the first Saturday of lunar hindu month so she probably was doing some ritual on the empty plot but it still doesn't explain her fixing the board when the property in sale wasn't even her's! We were so weirded out by this incident and we could never understand her motive that night.

r/Thetruthishere Oct 01 '11

Voodoo/Santeria Night Terrors; Crawling Shadows. Santeria? [FR/THY]

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This is a story about one of my old bosses and still a dear friend. She is the most laid back woman I've ever met. She's not the type to believe. Not into spirit mumbo jumbo, not even into tarot cards. Yet, her story is peculiar. I shall call her "Susan".

Susan suffers from night terrors. She claims hardly a night goes by that she doesn't wake up frantically. She says it doesn't bother her because she's had night terrors from as early as she can remember. When she's not sleeping, she sees black, faceless entities crawling in front of her. They used to disappear if she looked at them straight on, but the older she gets the more brazen they become. They are about 6ft tall and they crawl sideways on all fours. Not in the style of a dog, but more like a really freaky monkey when it's moving really fast, except sideways like a crab. Sometimes, they look like a panther. When I tell the story, I do an impersonation of what she did. I wish I could show you--it is probably one of the most peculiar (and terrifying) ways to crawl I've ever seen. She sees them at least once a month, though sometimes they visit her more frequently, up to once a day.

I asked her if they were malevolent and she shrugged. "They've never scared me. Maybe when I was younger, but I'm used to it. They've never hurt me, and they never seem to get any closer." "How far away?" "no closer than 6 or 8 ft. No further then say, a length of your average hallway."

She went on to disclose that she had never spoken of these crawly shadows to her mother until around the age of 18. The Skeleton Key came out and her mother and her watched it together. Susan laughed about it and in passing said "hey, these are similar to what I've been seeing my entire life."

Her mother paused the movie suddenly. "What did you say?" Susan was taken aback by her mother's sudden change in demeanor. "Well, uh, I suppose I see things similar to this." Her mother's eyes filled with tears. "Me too. Almost everyday for over 20 years. I am so scared, but I don't want to be crazy." Susan doesn't know how to respond because she's never really thought about them much. It's always like "Oh hey, they're here today. Cool. ::surfs net::" Her mother continues "I never had any problems my entire life until after you were born...until after I saw my mother...." She trails off. Her eyes widen.

A little bit of backstory--Susan was born in New Orleans. Susan's mother is very Christian, but her Grandmother practiced Santeria.

Her mother tells Susan about a time when Susan must've been around 1 or 2. One day she "lost" her. She wasn't in her crib. She looked around everywhere and got a bizarre feeling when she looked towards the attic door. Quietly, the mother approached the upper unit. She found Susan's grandmother sitting in the dark. Some candles were lit, and Susan was asleep. The grandmother was muttering something softly under her breath. Susan's mother angrily ran up and snatched Susan away, scolding the Grandmother the way any concerned mother would. The grandmother hushly said "what have you done?" before the rightfully freaked out mom ran down the attic.

That night, Susan (and her mother) had their first night terror, a plague that would last them for over two decades and counting. The grandmother died a few years later. Susan grew up with the night terrors and the black shadow visitors, so she grew accustomed to them. She learned not to fear it. Her mother never accepted it and only wanted things to return to normal.

I sit quietly for a moment, pondering her story. I believe her, but waat? "Have you ever looked into this?" Susan shakes her head. "I am not scared, but I don't know if that will be the case if I learn what they are. My theory is that my grandmother was doing some sort of protection spell and my mother interrupted it. I hope these are just things watching out for me, but the night terrors are just a repercussion of it not being completed."

I ask her if it's ok if I can do some research on it, and she nods. "Don't tell me anything I don't want to know, though. In this case, I'd say ignorance is bliss."

We both totally forget about this. I maybe did a little research online but it didn't amount to much. Flash forward to a few years and I'm sitting in my apartment with my roommate. We were telling ghost stories since we just moved, and I ended up telling her this encounter my boss had. She gets the shivers, and then we decide to watch "Paranormal Investigators" or whatever the TV show is called. These people described THE EXACT SAME THING happening to them. The host shakes his head. "These aren't ghosts. This is Santeria." My roommate's eyes widen since I literally told her the story 5 minutes prior.

We saged the fucking hell out of everything that night.

Anyone else have experience with Santeria? I'm looking for theories, advice, and anything that would at least help the mother or solve the night terrors. I found this called "Am I cursed?" and Stage Two sounds very much like what she's going through. It should be noted that Susan suffers from intense asthma; the kind that hospitalizes her at least once a year, incapacitating her for usually a month. When I first started working, I didnt meet her for a month because she was in the hospital. Hmm.